T i m e l e s s
Scars from the last fightWhat is the price of this evening?
The price of the human being
Of hunger, of sorrows
Work to survive
Get in line to pay with your time
The poor spend years in minutes
Only to have to live!
They have to ask for alms
While you wasting your wealth
This is waste of my time
If the neglect remains evident
They have to ask for alms
While you wasting your wealth
This is waste of my time
While poors suffers and die
Hasta cuando los ricos se volver más ricos
Hasta cuando los pobres quedarán más pobres
Hasta cuando verás la lucha por la dignidad
Cuándo verás cómo los cerdos nos controlan
Engage the mind in your hunch
Recognize that your light will always guide you
Win all the battles of the way
Never lose the way of who you are
From your struggles of your victories
And their defeats, because they make you grow
This is waste of my time
If the neglect remains evident
They have to ask for alms
While you wasting your wealth